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Hymn 42

 Divine wrath and mercy.
Nah.
1:1-3; Heb.
12:29.
Adore and tremble, for our God Is a consuming fire! His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, And raise his vengeance higher.
Almighty vengeance, how it burns! How bright his fury glows! Vast magazines of plagues and storms Lie treasured for his foes.
Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees, Are forced into a flame; But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze! And rend all nature's frame.
At his approach the mountains flee, And seek a wat'ry grave; The frighted sea makes haste away, And shrinks up every wave.
Through the wide air the weighty rocks Are swift as hailstones hurled; Who dares engage his fiery rage That shakes the solid world? Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace Sits regent on the throne; The refuge of thy chosen race When wrath comes rushing down.
Thy hand shall on rebellious kings A fiery tempest pour, While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings Thy just revenge adore.

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